Aria's POV
I awoke to a set of dull gray eyes analyzing me with distance. Even as his fingers traced the exposed skin of my hip left open by the divide of my clothes shifting through the night, he was more a phantom than a greedy lover. To prove this very point further, it was the only point of contact he made despite the fact we fell asleep wrapped in each other. I saw the pain tensing his otherwise content features and it inched me closer to him.
"I should have let you rest." A smile came as an initial response. It seemed each time his lips parted to speak he became more intelligible. And his voice was quickly becoming my favorite sound. His groans of pleasure were a close second.
"I'm not complaining."
"I am hungry." He evaded his eyes as I saw them flash that amber flint when he b
